Heroic Death System

“… at present our psychotherapeutic agents have achieved key results and are expected to…”

Talking into Lu Xiufan's ear, he raised his head suspiciously, his scattered pupils gradually congealed, everything in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar, laboratory, researcher, brother Lu Xiuqi, therapeutic agent, and...

Ozawa!

Lu Shufan's breathing stagnated, his heart almost stopped beating, and Ozawa, who had left him more than a decade ago, appeared alive in front of him.

“Ah!”

At this moment, a scream sounded, and Lu Shuqi next to him suddenly pounced wildly at a researcher, biting his ear dead, then releasing himself from the oppression of others, copying the metal chair and smashing it toward the location of his brain.

Lu Shufan's eyes suddenly contracted. He will never forget this scene. Every time he remembers, he regrets everything. Why can't he be faster? Just a little faster, he can save Ozawa!

The chair flew past his eyes, Lu Xiufan burst straight into the air, firmly grabbed one leg of the metal chair, and the whole person was inertially pulled forward for a few steps. Despite his efforts to stop it, the back of the metal chair still struck Sankoh's back of the head.

groaned softly.

“Ozawa!” Lu Shufan's eyes were red and red. He threw down the chair in his hand, quickly rushed to Sangquo's side, carefully held him into his arms, and then searched his nose with his trembling fingers...

Alive, alive.

Lu Xiufan raised his head and sighed. His face showed a relieved look.

There was chaos in the laboratory. Lu Xiufan had ignored his brother, who was still mad, and he picked up Shang and walked quickly to the medical room. Before leaving, he ordered the guard chief to deal with the aftermath.

Though he did not know why he was reborn, he thanked God for his kindness and opportunity to change history. Whatever it takes to get Ozawa back, he will do whatever it takes!

[Brain repair in progress…… the estimated time is three months…]

[Dear host, I'm sorry. Since the system must follow the rules of the world and cannot accurately locate the time and location of each revolution, it will inevitably cause damage to the host, and please forgive the host.

Shanko: … When did you become so polite?

There are many advantages of the system like cow hair, just not discovered by the dear host.

Shanko: Can we use idioms before talking about merits?

[Dear host, you are now brain-crippled and it is normal to have reduced comprehension abilities.

Shanko: Take back what I said before.

At the end of the conversation, ask the host to enter the elegant Sleeping Beauty mode and wake up three months later.

Though the system has always been known to be unreliable, it was not expected to be so outrageous this time.

The system said three months didn't know which bit to calculate, anyway, it was three years later when he woke up!

Three months and three years, 108,000 miles apart, okay?

You can lie on the bed and look out at the ceiling. Just when I woke up, my brain was still a little confused, and I saw the time that the wall clock was showing, and I slowly remembered everything about the world.

According to the development of the previous life, it is now the third year after his “death”, and we do not know how Lu Xiufan is doing, whether the treatment has been successfully developed.

“Ozawa.” In meditation, a slightly repressed voice comes from the side.

Jean-Claude turned his head and saw Lu Xiufan walking over quickly, squatting beside the bed, holding his hand tightly, with an uncovered excitement and joy in his eyes: "You are finally awake. ”

She could move her lips and seemed to want to say something, her throat was dry and she could not make any noise for the time being.

“Take it easy, take it easy.” Lu Xiufan called the doctor, after a series of examinations, tests and infusions, finally determined that he was conscious and that his mind was basically normal.

Lu Xiufan sat beside the bed, staring quietly at Sang Co's sleeping face, years of depression, pain, remorse, at this moment, all turned into satisfaction and peace...

Three days later, Jean Coco was able to sit in a wheelchair and wander freely around the villa. In the meantime, he also learned from Lu Xiufankou some of the major events that had taken place in the last three years. First of all, Lu Xiufan lifted the forces to the bottom of the sky, cleaned up a large number of harmful groups of horses, many large families suffered heavy losses, emerging forces took the opportunity to rise, and are in a critical period of power change.

Secondly, the research and development of psychotherapeutic drugs has been internationally patented and exclusively produced and distributed by the Lu family's commercial institutions.

Sankoh's brain has also been cured by the repair of therapeutic agents, which has greatly increased the life expectancy of the adherent. Only this medicine does not completely repair the damaged emotional element, regain normal emotional fluctuations, and guard the contractor's own recovery.

He thought it was not a problem for him at all, and he could express his feelings well before he was cured, let alone after he was cured. But what surprised him was that he couldn't control his facial muscles.

I squeezed my eyebrows in the mirror for a while and still had a cool and calm look on my face.

What's going on here?

When in doubt, the sound of the system suddenly appeared: [In this case, the host's seventh pair of brain nerves, commonly known as facial nerves, left some minor problems despite the system's efforts to repair them.

“Isn't there a 'perfect image pack'? What do you mean, 'no matter what kind of accident, you can give the legendary 360-degree, no-death angle-free look on your face', and now you can't just have a nerve damage on your face? ”

[Dear host, do you know what normal facial nerve damage is? Emoticons paralyzed, oblique eyes, slurred mouth, salivated water, if not perfect image pack beautification, host can't see, okay?

“Was it as serious as you said?” Doubt can be expressed.

The system is “slightly” exaggerated, but it is undeniable that the Perfect Image Pack plays an important and positive role in maintaining the host image.

Shanko: "… so I can only do one facial paralysis in the future? ”

[Not necessarily, the Perfect Image Pack will continuously repair the damaged nerves of the host, a year or two long, and seven or eight years long, almost repairable.

“In a year or two and seven or eight years, is the span a little too large? ”

[It would be nice to fix it.] The system replied irresponsibly.

Shanko: You are no longer the system I know, although the pit father is unlimited, but realistic.

At this time, Lu Xiufan walked into the room and saw that Shang was sitting by the window looking in the mirror. He had to ask, “What's wrong? ”

Jean-Claude shook his head, saying he was fine, then placed the mirror on the window sill and turned his head towards him.

Lu Xiufan walked behind Shanko and pushed the wheelchair toward the house. “There's something I want to discuss with you. ”

Lu Xiufan said, "In order to prevent someone from harming you, I declared to the public that you were dead and then moved you here in secret. Now that you've recovered, I need to reassign you to an identity. ”

Lu Xiufan looked at Sang Co, his eyes filled with tenderness: “Ozawa, what is your name? ”

Jean-Claude pulled his hand and wrote the words "Jean-Claude” in his palm.

“Shanko, cocoa...” Lu Xiufan murmured softly, smiling lightly, "Ok, from now on, you will be called ‘Shanko’, not Yuezawa, not Sangze, the keeper of the covenant, but a true free man - Shanko. ”

The eyes can still gleam as vividly as they remember.

Lu Xiufan lifted up his face and pecked lightly on his lips: "Coco, when you get well, let's go on a trip, shall we? ”

Shaking his mind, he felt a chill on his wrist and looked down, only to see an extra watch camera on his left hand.

“Happy birthday, Coco. ”

That hand-painted cake picture was one of the regrets of Lu Xiufan's previous life. On July 19, he remembered the date, and every year after that, he would send him a cake, a sweet, authentic cake.

“Happy birthday, Mr. Zelig.” Ferrin pushed a big cake into the room and smiled and blessed.

Sankoh's eyebrows curled slightly, and although the curvature was small, it could easily make people feel his delight.

“Coco, make a wish.” Lu Xiufan helped him light a candle, a total of 8 candles, plus three years of sleepiness, he is 26 years old, “I will help you do whatever you wish. ”

There are so many wishes, take a lifetime to complete.

Shanko suddenly looked up and put a seal on Lu Xiufan's mouth.

Lu Xiufan's heart was too late to let go of his anger, and he saw Shanko reach out to Ferrin again.

His face turned dark, stopping him: “This is no good.” He also threw a warning glance at his butler.

For the first time, the faithful housekeeper, against the will of his master, walked to Sankoh without fear and solemnly presented his face.

Jean-Claude grabbed him and pounded heavily on his face.

Lu Xiufan stared at Felin with a smile on his eyebrows and wondered whether it was time to exercise the rights of the owner...

In fact, there is no concept of birthday, so leaving a hand-painted cake on the computer is just a fashion. He had no idea of his "heart and soul”, which left Lu Xiufan halfway through his life.

Of course, being able to spend your birthday with your loved one is a very happy thing and you can treasure it very much.

In the evening, a hot bath was soaked in Sankoh, nestled in bed, and his photos were computerized.

At this time, Flynn walked into the room with a hot drink.

“Major Zelig.” He first placed the hot drink on the nightstand, then said, "There is one thing he wants to ask Less Zelig for. ”

He could stop and look back at him and tell him.

Ferrin noodles said with concern: "The adults have had a hard time over the years and have often been subjected to terror-terrorism-attacks, which have almost cost their lives on several occasions, leaving a number of injuries and illnesses. The doctor ordered him to cook well, and he dragged him down. If Zelig doesn't wake up for a day, he won't be able to rest for a day. In the long run, the old wound is heavy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal, I hope that Zelig can persuade him. ”

Jean-Claude looked slightly heavier, turned off the computer, asked Ferrin to lift him to the wheelchair and pushed him toward Lu Xiufan's bedroom.

Just walked to the door and heard a slightly depressed cough coming from inside.

Stick your mouth together and push the door straight in.

Lu Xiufan lifted him with alarm. After seeing Sangqu, his expression was stiff.

Jean-Claude's gaze swept through the medicine bottle on the table and the cup in his hand, suddenly in his heart.

No wonder none of these Tianlu Xiufan had ever been with him. I thought he had overcome the power of the flood in his body and became a pure man who knew forbidden - lust. I didn't think he was really ill and hid it without wanting to be discovered by him...